cliff • kpop au

eight.

I couldn't tell if it was the sharp wind, or the thousands of emotions that were spilling over from the inside of me, but my eyes continuously fogged up with tears as I pedaled down the sidewalk, already three blocks away from Jisoo's house.

A part of me just wanted to turn back around, barge back into her house and give her the tightest hug on the planet earth. Tell her that I'm sorry for everything I said. But the other part of me, the part that ached and longed for the warmth of my bed covers and the melancholy rhythms of my sad songs playlist on spotify, told me to keep pedaling, don't turn back. Just go home.

As I rode the bike, my feet circling in a constant loop, a loop I suddenly couldn't stop, my mind replayed the scene over and over again. It played like a panorama; images flickering in my mind of the argument, each one showing the progression of it.

I didn't want to believe that we fought, since that was the first time we had actually yelled at each other so loudly and so aggressively.

Did this mean that we were growing apart? Was the foundation of our friendship cracking? I certainly did not want to think about our friendship fully breaking apart, because then the water would come in, flooding and destroying all of the things we built inside. All of the things we worked so hard on to maintain.

Please god, please, don't let the water flood in.

My eyes began to blur again, and in an attempt to wipe the salty liquid from them with one hand and steer with the other, my front bike tire hit a bump, and I lost control, falling from my bike and skidding across the pavement, eventually hitting what felt like a fence.

"Agh....crap..." I let out a pained grunt as I blinked my eyes, trying to comprehend the situation. I immediately felt a burning sensation on my forehead, and when I reached up and dabbed at it, I knew it had to be bleeding.

My blurry vision made out a patch of red on my hand after I brought it back down from my forehead, and the sight made my stomach wrench. I tried to stand, but I felt an identical pain on my left knee.

I fell back down with a groan, seeing how badly scraped up my knee was. It was bleeding, more than my forehead was.

The accident was so quick, I didn't realize how hard I must've fell until I saw the blood.

"Ugh..." I tried to stand again, using my right leg to support me. But I failed, eventually just plopping back down.

I looked around to take in my surroundings fully, and only then did I realize that I was in someone's yard, the fence that I crashed into broken and sprawled across the grass.

"Shit..." I attempted to stand again, until I heard the front door of the house open behind me, and I turned, seeing a young looking boy come down the front steps and run towards me, a look of worry all over his face.

"Are you alright?" He asked as he kneeled down next to me, but I was too busy staring at him to reply right away.

His face was practically perfect, in fact almost doll like. He looked like he could be around my age, and his dark brown hair hung down in a nice bundle of soft waves.

I snapped out of my trance when he started waving his hand in front of my face, and I sat up abruptly, clearing my throat.

"Y-yeah, I'm alright! Sorry, I must've spaced out for a bit, haha..."

"Are you sure? Your bleeding..." He frowned, standing up and leaning down to help me up from the ground.

"Come on, I'll clean you up..."